A Day in the Life

It’s 11 am, and the sun is still hiding behind the clouds. It’s chilly, windy and I get the feeling that the clouds will soon start to release some rain. I am cold, but I zip up my raincoat as high as I can to block out the wind. I get into the work van, and my coworker and I head to a hotspot, where the city of Norwalk has requested our services. It has been brought to our attention that the city has become concerned with the increased number of homeless individuals living just steps away from an active train track. This is a difficult call, and I feel torn. The truth is that it is very dangerous to have individuals living so close to an active train, but where else will these individuals go?

Our job is to inform the most vulnerable individuals in the streets of our services, as they gather up their last belongings before law enforcement forces them to evacuate. I am torn because I know that these individuals will eventually be kicked out of their next stop as well.  

Upon arrival to the hotspot, I am drawn to an older female. As I see her from a distance, I begin to recognize her face and remember her name is Jane. In the distance, I see that Jane is struggling to push a red target cart through the railroads. Her face portrays frustration, humiliation, embarrassment, hopelessness, fear, and rejection. In that shopping cart, she carries all that remains from her temporary home, a blue tent with a clear plastic cover to shield herself and her home from the rain. I look at her, and she looks at me, we exchange a few words, and my coworker and I walk away because we have already connected with her.

There is not much that I can offer Jane other than my words of encouragement because she has already been linked to mental health services. Unable to work and with limited Social Security income and no food stamps, it is difficult for Jane to afford a place to live, pay her bills, and get off the streets. I wish I could say that finding a home for homeless individuals was simple, but the truth is, it’s not. In fact, it’s a long and stressful process. Clearing the streets of homeless individuals and making sure that they are housed well and transformed is not an easy task, but Kingdom Causes is committed to standing side-by-side with our neighbors and making sure that they know that they are not alone.

The mission of Kingdom Causes is to be a catalyst that inspires, connects, and mobilizes people towards personal and community transformation. Even though the process towards improving the well-being of our neighbors is difficult, I am confident that by honoring our mission, we will see the lives of our homeless neighbors transformed.

Maria Vera